#89. Honestly, I’d rather be boring and live a boring life. I’ve been called dry, even dull. I don’t mind. People complain everyday while I thank God. I don’t need an overly dramatic life. I don’t need action, suspense or thrill. I don’t mind a bit of comedy but I’ll take boring over slapstick anytime. I know you get to live life only once and that you have to seize the day. I understand the feel of adrenaline pumping joy. But, I think i’ll pass. There’s something in boredom that’s comforting, relaxing and even reassuring.
I’d like to meet boring people. At least they’re predictable. I can never go wrong with them. We’ll revel in what others may call awkwardness. We’ll just call it, being together. Don’t misunderstand me, I have awesome friends. Sometimes I can’t help but think I’m boring them to death. Luckily, they’re still alive. But I am yet to find a friend who shares my fascination with living a boring life.